Pips and Paps . . .
First off let me say, . . .
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KRISTIN!!!
Where have you been girl? Have your people call my people, o.k?
Neither I nor Richard were able to nab a win at the Spotlight Picnic.
Our show was Brighton Beach Memoirs' bitch this year, losing to them in every
catagory. Ah, well, . . . Spotlight will be hearing from my lawyer, Mr. Dracula . . .
Actually, some of our cast and crew won for other shows, so good for them.
AND Cuba was co-winner for Best Director. Couldn't happen to a nicer bloke.
This defeat shall keep me humble and grounded . . . now where's my rum . . . .?
I enjoyed the Midsummer Night's Dream at Barefoot. What some of the cast lacked
in experience I thought they more than made up for in fun and enthusiasm. It was a
silly damn show and I found myself laughing a good deal. Nathan and Matt's bitchslap
fight was priceless. Those two should elope in Vermont and get it over with already.
I was a bit fearful that one of the actresses was going to slip out of her top . . .
That would have been HORRIBLE . . . . . what???! Those kids in the adult wigs just
freaked me out, though. I'm surprised I haven't had nightmares about them yet.
My biggest complaint?
Not enough glitter.
Karaoke was fun last night. I think I sounded like shit, though. I'm WAY out of practice.
And, yes, I'm typing this in my underwear. Just TRY and get that image out of your head!
This might sound odd, but does anyone else get sick of making plans? It takes all the
surprise out of life.
Plus, I'm SUPER lazy.
-Brian
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KRISTIN!!!
Where have you been girl? Have your people call my people, o.k?
Neither I nor Richard were able to nab a win at the Spotlight Picnic.
Our show was Brighton Beach Memoirs' bitch this year, losing to them in every
catagory. Ah, well, . . . Spotlight will be hearing from my lawyer, Mr. Dracula . . .
Actually, some of our cast and crew won for other shows, so good for them.
AND Cuba was co-winner for Best Director. Couldn't happen to a nicer bloke.
This defeat shall keep me humble and grounded . . . now where's my rum . . . .?
I enjoyed the Midsummer Night's Dream at Barefoot. What some of the cast lacked
in experience I thought they more than made up for in fun and enthusiasm. It was a
silly damn show and I found myself laughing a good deal. Nathan and Matt's bitchslap
fight was priceless. Those two should elope in Vermont and get it over with already.
I was a bit fearful that one of the actresses was going to slip out of her top . . .
That would have been HORRIBLE . . . . . what???! Those kids in the adult wigs just
freaked me out, though. I'm surprised I haven't had nightmares about them yet.
My biggest complaint?
Not enough glitter.
Karaoke was fun last night. I think I sounded like shit, though. I'm WAY out of practice.
And, yes, I'm typing this in my underwear. Just TRY and get that image out of your head!
This might sound odd, but does anyone else get sick of making plans? It takes all the
surprise out of life.
Plus, I'm SUPER lazy.
-Brian